So Sir Elton John of Windsor and its environs but not Slough’s been on the blower again, inviting you to one of his lovely ‘dos which is all v nice and all, but you’re thinking, ‘Oh balderdash, what to buy the man who has everything? I’d even offer my back-bottom on a plate but I’m just not in that zone right now.’
Welleth, howsabout getting him this?
‘Tis ‘Nothing’. Literally. A big ball fit-to-bursting with jack-diddly-squat. And if we’re getting all in-tell-ectual ’bout it it’s, like, post-modern or something.
Anyways, it’s a silly pressie for those who want for nothing. You know, literally. There you go. Thanks.
Ou se trouve? Here.
‘Ow much? £3.49